I’ve had a couple nights in a row where I simply didn’t get enough sleep. And rather than give it up and go to bed early last night, I was up until around 1:00 AM. I’m not sleepy… but I’m worn out from not sleeping.
You ever do this??
Humans are diurnal creatures and dogs descended from wolves.
No, I didn’t know the meaning of diurnal, but I do know how to use Google. Its definition is “of or during the day,” — basically active during the daytime. Our ancestors consolidated sleep at night for safety and efficiency. We overthink everything, and we all have some sort of stress and anxiety. Our lifestyles include caffeine, inconsistent schedules and artificial light.
Because dogs are descendants of wolves, they evolved to sleep lightly in short bursts to remain alert to potential threats or opportunities. They’re more instinct-driven and live “in the moment.” Their sleep is less affected by disruptions than that of humans. They also have a more adaptable, efficient way of resting that helps them recharge quickly.
In summary, we should be more like dogs?
For sleep… maybe we should be. My hounds don’t drink coffee or sit at a computer. They play hard and nap often. That sounds healthy, doesn’t it? The primary reason for their shorter lifespans is a natural consequence of their biology — it has nothing to do with sleep.
For baths… not so much. Hugo had his 2nd bath yesterday and he’s been here just over 2 months.
He’s the first dog I’ve had in my life that isn’t afraid of a hair dryer. He loves it! What he doesn’t love is the vacuum. 🙂
Now you know: After George Harrison’s death from lung cancer, his widow sued a doctor at the hospital where he received radiation therapy for allegedly forcing Harrison to listen to his son play guitar and autograph the guitar while lacking his mental faculties.
There are days my dogs are out of control. They’re horrible. Dharma loves the snow but can barely get around in it. Merida isn’t a huge fan but won’t let any living being go outside without her. And Hugo thinks snow is the best thing ever. He’s logged at least 200 miles of zoomies with only one accident.
The container holding the snake plant — my favorite, of course — was broken and I didn’t have another. I found a red storage box for a temporary fix and picked up a planter at Walmart that will never be a favorite.
Cold air makes for some major friskiness.
Dogs don’t have sweat glands all over their bodies like humans, so the cooler temps are invigorating. If only I could figure out how to make Hugo and Merida leave that instinct to run, play and hunt at the door. The only upside is after running the 200 miles of zoomies, Hugo’s energy level bottoms out and we have a short reprieve.
Now you know: 41% of American adults believe in ghosts.
I woke up 2 days ago feeling fine. By 11:00 AM, I was freezing! I rummaged around for the next hour looking for my thermometer, and another 30 minutes putting in a new battery. Finally, I took my temp and it was just over 102°. Next order of business was to take a COVID test.
Checking the package, I noticed it expired in 2022. I figure it’s not like milk… it should be just fine. My test was positive. I let the pesky neighbors know because they’d been around me at Christmastime. They were pressuring me to get to a doctor for Paxlovid.
I had to wonder though… was the test accurate since it had expired? I did a delivery order with a new test and guess what?
Yup, negative.
The fever lasted about 24-hours and all I’m left with now is a bit of a cough and a runny nose. I’m pretty darned sure I’ll live.
Now you know: The Boston Globe was bought by the New York Times in 1993 for $1.1 billion, one of the most expensive print purchases in history, then was sold for $70 million in 2013 to the Red Sox/Liverpool owner. It lost 90% of its value in 20 years.
Yesterday, I went to an optometrist primarily because the contacts I had left (and was wearing) were past their expiration date.
The good news is, although I do have cataracts, they are a 1 on a scale of 4 and I have a good 5-10 years before I’ll need surgery, per the doc. No glaucoma and no macular blah blah blah. She said my eyes were healthy! That makes me wonder why I can’t see like I think I should be able to.
Not a pair of funky glasses to buy!
The vision center had nothing I liked. No brand names… nothing special. So I headed over to SOUTHOOD — if you want a unique pair of frames, you’ll love their stuff. I had my choices narrowed down to 3 when Ben walked in and told me I was not allowed to buy frames that looked like something a mad scientist would wear.
For the record, none of my final picks were round on one eye and square on the other, but Ben thinks that’s what I ordered. No way I want him to know he had any influence on my purchase.
Happy Halloween! 🎃
My least favorite holiday is just about a memory. For those of you that love it, sure hope you enjoyed it.
Now you know: In 1986, Ronald McIntosh was sentenced to 25 years in federal prison for escaping prison, stealing a helicopter, and landing it at another prison’s exercise yard to pick up his convict girlfriend Samantha Lopez. They were caught 10 days later by the FBI.
I find myself in the middle as it pertains to a lot of things lately. While I have opinions and agree or disagree on several issues, I’m not passionate enough to champion a cause. Maybe it’s my age… but even when I was younger, I never picked up a sign in protest for or against anything.
I’m not even pushing my opinions on social media — and no sign holding is required. There are a whole lot of people like me out there. I hate it when people push their opinions on me, and I guess that’s why I don’t do it to others.
Even fall is in the middle this year.
Not the prettiest I’ve experienced, but not the worst either…
I wish more people were passionate about simply being respectful.
So many of our laws and rules are there because of some who discriminate against and judge those not like them for a myriad of reasons, and those who lack basic respect for all living beings.
Be kind and mind ya bizness.
And, have the best seasonal drink that Starbucks has to offer! 🙂
Now you know: In 1941, LIFE Magazine printed a guide on “how to tell Japs from the Chinese.”
